God’s Murdered Son by John Mark McMillan

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God’s Murdered Son

 

John Mark McMillan

 

Capo on the 4th fret

 

Verse 1

C             G

You set us up above all the stars

F                      G

You set us on a high place by where You are

Am                      G

and while we were dead, You made us Your friends

F             G             F  C

and scattered our debt upon the winds

 

 

Chorus

F              C

Glory to One, God’s murdered Son

F        G      F    C

who paid for my resurrection

 

 

Verse 2

C                        G

Once from the dust, and once from the grave

F                           G

Daughters and sons from the ashes You’ve raised

Am                      G

and hidden our faults even from Your own face

F             G             F  C

and scattered our debt upon the waves

 

Chorus x2

 

 

Bridge

C             G      Am          F   G

Glory to the One who overcame in death

C             G      Am            F   G

Glory to the One who paid for my offenses

C             F    Am (or Dm)   F

Glory to the One, Glory to the One

How He Loves by John Mark McMillan

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Lyrics:

How He Loves
John Mark McMillan

He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy
When all of a sudden
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I Realize just how beautiful You are
And how great Your affections are for me

And oh, how He loves us so
Oh how He loves us
How He loves us all

We are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy, wet kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets
When I think about, the way

He loves us
Whoa! how He loves us
Whoa! how He loves us
Oh how He loves
Yeah, He loves us
Whoa! how He loves us
Whoa! how He loves us
Whoa! how He loves

Well, I thought about You the day Steven died
And You met me between my breaking
I know that I still love You, God, despite the agony
Cause people…they want to tell me You’re cruel
But if Stephen could sing, he’d say it’s not true, cause

Cause He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves

Death in His Grave

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Skip to 3:30 a pretty cool version of Death in His Grave by John Mark McMillan.

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